Suddenly John Marston in Equestria What do?

I tell op to kill himself

>>28534327
He lassos and breaks your waifu

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>"you eat babies"

>>28534352
>He mouths the babies

>>28534327
Obviously
>rape

>>28534346
This

She leaves you claiming she's his now

>>28534327
That man one of the chosen few who really deserves to go to Equestria and break all the horses he so desires.

>>28534352
>"You eat foals, you have to to survive, everypony knows that!"

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>>28534327
Makes sense. Since he dies and goes to heaven

Riding applejack

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>>28534528
I thought it was Hell since the guy who follows him around is supposed to be Satan

>>28534706
Some have said that he is supposed to be god, but I've never looked into it, can you explain why you say he's the devil?

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>>28534727
He is an angel of death type character.

Any more news on RDR2?

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>>28534327
>whistles for his horse
>big fuckoff horse storms through the center, two buildings and glitches through a wall
>shoots horse in the face
>terrified equine onlookers watch him in absolute terror as he casually skins his horse
>mumbles about his wife before trying to sell the hide to a marketseller who's in shock
>shouts about going to Mexico as he lasso's yankee doodle and ties him up to a post, dooming him to eternity with the psychopath cowboy
>rides yankee into the sunset dragging a tied up pony across a railway line while still shouting about his wife and kid
I'd play it

>>28534706
>>28534727
What are you talking about? Who is this character you speak of?

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>>28534327
>You awaken with a start
>You open your eyes and stare up at the sky
>Was it always this blue?
>Were you dead?
>You bring up one of your gloved hands and feel at your chest
>No blood
>No bullet wounds
>No pain
>But upon further investigation, your clothes still had bullet holes in them
>Damn that Ross
>Bastard couldn't just let you live peacefully
>But somehow you always knew it'd end like this
>He wasn't gonna stop til all of Dutch's gang were in the ground
>You just hope that Jack and Abigail got out safe
>But
>Other than that, the most pressing question on your mind is
>Just what was this place?
>Was this heaven?
>Was this what all those priests were yapping on about in their churches?
>You knew better
>You weren't going there
>Heaven's no place for a man like you
>But this didn't look like any sort of hell you'd ever heard of
>So just where the hell were you?
>With a grunt of exertion you sit up and look around
>There's birds chirping in the trees
>There's a fence
>You look like you're on the side of some sorta dirt road
>You take a deep breath and stand, picking your hat up and putting it back on your head
>Much better
>You check over all your equipment
>If anything, you were a prepared man
>Lasso
>Schofield
>Hunting knife
>And everything else you needed
>Upon further inspection, you're on a hill
>What better place to get a lay of the land from than here?
>You start making your way up the road towards the top of the hill
>In some ways you were almost curious about what you'd see on the other side
>It was a sort of anxiousness that you'd never quite felt before
>At least not til you tasted Abigail's cooking
>That makes you smile just a bit
>You eventually stand atop the hill
>And the sight before you is...
>Well it's something straight out of some book you'd expect Jack to read
>All these colors
>It was nothing like the plains outside your home
>This was something like a painting

>>28536481
I am extremely interested in seeing where this goes

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>>28536481
>Some sorta colorful town way down there
>Didn’t look like anything in Texas or Mexico, that’s for damn sure
>You squint your eyes
>You can just make out some activity going on down there
>Maybe there were other people here
>Maybe one of them could tell you where you were
>What a walk it was gonna be to get there though
>You were no stranger to a bit of walking
>But
>You whistle for your horse
>Nothing
>One more time
>Still nothing
>Well
>Better start walking
>You pull your hat a bit lower to keep the sun out of your eyes and start your journey
>The spurs on your boots clink a bit with each step
>You end up losing track of time for a bit
>And before you know it, you’ve arrived
>You stand on a bridge the crosses over a small creek
>Must be some kinda rear entrance to the town though
>There’s no one here
>You lean over the side of the bridge and take a look at your reflection
>Yeah, still the same
>You almost get wrapped up in your own thoughts before the familiar sound of hooves reaches your ears
>Finally, someone else to tell you where you were
>Sounds like a woman humming too
>As the sound gets closer, you turn around
“S’cuse me miss, you mind tellin’ me just where I am?”
>”Hm? Wha-AAAAH! A monster!!”
>It’s a bit much all at once
>You realized you’d spoken to nothing but a horse and looked for its rider
>But
>There was no one there
>And to top it all off
>Did that horse just speak?
>Before you’ve even got a chance to ask yourself these questions that horse had taken off like a bat outta hell
>Maybe you hit your head too hard on something
>But that horse wasn’t colored like any normal one
>You hop over the bridge and splash some water on your face
>Alright John
>So we got hallucinations now
>You can deal with that
>Maybe you caught something from being too close to Seth and all them corpses
>You hope not
>Right
>You’ll just have to try again
>You walk back over the bridge and start heading towards the center of town

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>>28534406
underrated

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>>28536682
>This has definitely gotta be some sort of fever dream or something
>Maybe Abigail’s cooking finally did knock you out
>There’s nothing but horses
>Or rather
>Nothing but ponies
>Everywhere you look it’s more ponies
>Small
>Brightly colored
>Ponies
>And the thing is
>They’re all looking at you like you’re the weird one
>Maybe this is your own personal hell for breaking in all those horses
>Thing is
>Some of these ponies seemed to have wings
>And horns
>There was a crowd gathering around you now, and you felt your hand instinctively start inching for your revolver
>All this hushed talk was starting to get to you
>You quickly draw your revolver and fire it once into the air
>The loud noise is enough to get the attention of some and send a few others scurrying off
“Somebody wanna tell me what in the hell’s goin’ on here?!”
>More of them try to run
>You knew how to deal with horses that tried to run
>You quickly whip out your lasso and give it a little twirl
>You got your sights set on one
>There’s a brown one that looks almost normal
>You toss out your lasso
>Bingo
>You feel the tug as it wraps around the pony’s neck
>It’s much easier than wrangling a mustang
>In fact, you’ve got it pulled in in no time at all
>You fish around in one of your pouches for a carrot or something
>Horses were horses right?
“Whoa there, easy.”
>You offer the carrot to it, to which it looks almost scared of
“What’s the matter, you ponies don’t eat carrots or something?”
>It shakily takes it from you, though with its front hooves instead of its mouth
“Now if I’m not goin’ crazy, which I’m damn well sure I am, you can talk, right? Every one of you can talk. Now, tell me where I am.”
>The pony opens its mouth to speak and hesitates a bit
>”Y-You’re in Ponyville! Can you please let me go?”
>Is this some kinda joke?
“Ponyville? Didn’t know you ponies had a sense of humor. That don’t sound like any town I’ve ever heard of.“

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>>28534327
Thread Theme
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IkvAb6THQY

Haven't heard this song in nearly 2 years. Got legitimate chills hearing it again. Fuck me, RDR was a fantastic game

>>28537006
Please continue Anon, I'm loving this

This game so desperately needs a PC release.

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>>28537006
>”N-No I’m serious! You’re in Ponyville! That’s the name of this town!”
>This pony sounded like they were telling the truth
>They also sounded like a woman
>And if nothing else, you were still a gentleman
>You sigh and get off the pony, removing the lasso from its neck
>May as well her it keep the carrot
“My apologies, miss. Where exactly is this Ponyville located?”
>”Er, Well, that’d be Equestria.”
>Sounds just like a place suited for horses
>”Do you want your carrot back?”
“Keep it. As an apology for lassoin’ you like I did.”
>”Well, it was a bit scary at first, but it was a little bit fun! Thank you mister… Uh.”
“Marston. Just call me John.”
>A few ponies look at you, but otherwise seem to continue with their day
>Maybe this is normal for them
>Maybe not
>You open the door to the building in the center of town and step inside
>To be frank, it wasn’t quite different from some of the buildings you were used to in Texas
>Some familiarity at least
>You make your way up to a desk where a secretary is seeming to work
>It’s nothing but weird seeing ponies doing these jobs you’ve seen other people do countless times
>”Yes, can I help- Oh.”
“Afternoon, miss. I reckon I’m a bit lost to say the least. Can you point me to whoever’s in charge around here?”
>She points to a nearby door
>”That’d be Mayor Mare, but she’s busy with somepony else right no-“
>You’ve already walked through the door
>”Excuse me! But just what is the meaning of this interruption.”
>There’s another one of those ponies, this time wearing spectacles and some sort of dress tie
“Pardon me ma’am. Just tryin’ to get some information.”
>”And you could not wait until I was done?”
“No can do. Dunno what brought me here but I need some answers. From what I hear you’re the mayor ‘round these parts.”
>”That… That is correct.”
“Then I was hopin’ you could help me figure out what brought me here.”

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>>28537504
>”Look, sir. Whatever you are. I’m very busy today. I’ve got reports coming in from all over southern Ponyville about break-ins from a gang of Diamond Dogs. I really can’t be dealing with you right now, along with that.”
>Diamond Dogs?
>Like some sorta wolf?
>But breaking in and stealing stuff?
>Doesn’t add up
“I bet I could help ya with your little dog problem.”
>”You could?”
“But only if I get some help in return.”
>”Look, sir. I’ve got no idea who or what brought you here.”
>You put your hand firmly on the desk
“Then your problems stay your own and I’ll find someone else that can help me.”
>”Hold on just one moment! I-I may not be able to help you, but I do know somepony who can. I can put you in touch with them if you would still assist me with this Diamond Dog problem.”
>The more things change, the more they stay the same
>You hold your belt and nod
“If you keep your word, I’ll keep mine. Now you just point me in the direction of them dogs.”
>”They’re just south of here, right outside the town. They’ve set up a den underground and everything. Please mister, it’s only a matter of time before they start moving inward.”
“Right right. I’ll see what I can do.”
>You make your way out as she thanks you
>”Hey John!”
>You look over
>It’s that pony you lassoed earlier
“Thought you’d scurried off after that incident.”
>”No, I said it was fun, remember?”
>What kinda horse enjoys being wrangled like that?
>”Anyways, I overheard your conversation with the mayor!”
“You spyin’ on me?”
>”A little bit. But I wanna help you!”
“And how do you reckon you’re gonna do that?”
>”Well, I dunno, but you look like you’ve got the outfit of a cowpony! I heard that cowponies had trusty steeds they rode on.”
“And you think you’re gonna be able to support me if I ride ya.”
>”…Maybe.”
“Fine. If anything else it’ll be good to have someone who knows the area.”

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That's enough outta me.
At least for now. I've gotta get some rest. If I come back and the thread's still alive I'll continue. If not, here's the pastebin for you to use at your leisure until this thread comes around again

http://pastebin.com/793qc6QV

>>28538110
This man's done it and yet you all ignore his work?
Shameful.

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>never got to play this when I had a ps3
>will never be released on pc

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Damn you faggots are making me to replay this game again. thanks its backward comp with One

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>>28538077
>>28538110
Damn this actually has potential.

>>28539329
Well I know what I'm doing tonight.

>>28535581
Pretty well. It has some replay value and the gunplay is top notch.

>>28535291
This. That's what I got out of it anyway.

>>28539385
He said he was an "accountant" from what I recall. Literally making him a Death figure.

Also, at the last time you see him, the number of bullets Marston fires is the number of people that die. The last one jams, meaning that Jack is spared.

>>28538110
This is actually pretty good. Read all of Marston's lines in his voice.

>>28539396
Yeah and he kept saying this was a nice spot where John ends up being buried

>>28536288
http://reddead.wikia.com/wiki/Strange_Man

>>28539396
>>28539429
>>28539615
Man I never knew the game was so deep despite beating it and thinking I saw all there was to see. Rest in peace marston, seriously you were a amazing character not only to play as but from a story point as well. I hope he really is in heaven with Abigail and uncle watching over Jack.

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DRAW! Bump

BUMP NIGGA

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>>28538077
>So you try and get on the pony after putting the bit in its mouth
>They audibly grunt as they try and support your weight
“You sure this is a good idea.”
>”Mhm! If’s… Fine!”
>If they say so
>You hold the reins and dig your spurs into her haunches as best you can
>The pony lets out a squeak and falls over
>You sigh and get off the pony
“Look, I don’t think this is gonna work. You’re a bit too small to ride.”
>She looks a bit dejected as you take the bit out of her mouth
>”Well, I can still help lead the way!”
“Yeah, you do that.”
>You dust yourself off and start following the pony along
>Some sorta irony, you following a horse around like this
“So tell me about these diamond dogs things. What are they?”
>Well, they’re sorta like… I don’t really know. I’ve only heard stories. They’re bigger than us ponies, and I heard they’ve got claws and such. Very scary.”
“You don’t seem too beat up over this.”
>”Well none of it’s happened to me. I’m not too worried about it.”
“Fair enough. I figure you’re gonna be dealin’ with it soon enough though.”
>”Well, we’ll deal with that when it comes.”
>We
>Already with this
“What’s your name, miss?”
>”Copper Clips!”
“What kinda name is that? Don’t tell me all you ponies have funny names like that.”
>”Hey! It’s not a funny name!”
“Sure ain’t any name I ever heard.”
>”That’s ‘cause you’re not from around here!”
“Ain’t that the truth.”
>The two of you end up on the outskirts of town
>You can see a whole bunch of massive holes in the ground
“So, they’re like some kinda moles?”
>”Something like that. I heard they’ve got huge paws for digging. All those robberies have been for gems and such.”
“So they just burrow up underneath people’s homes and take their stuff. Clever bastards.”

>>28542716
loving this

>>28534327
Kills AJ's parents.

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>>28534327
>Not superior Red Harlow.

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>>28539309
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W3Fy_z_fG5I

>>28534346
>"Whoa!"
>"You're mine now!"
>"Relax now, nearly there!"
>"Nearly got it!"
>"That's it!"
>"Whoa there..."
>"..."
>"We're friends now."

>>28534406
>He breaks the ponies

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>>28542716
Can successfully buck off a human-ish sized diamond dog, in armor, with little trouble. Can't support a human. Wow, he must have landed in an AU where ponies are considerably weaker.

>>28548695
unicorn fags always forget earth ponies have magical super strength and connection to the earth

They're doing it on purpose by this point

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>meet a new character
>somehow get caught up in a gunfight, which both Marston and [newly introduced character] survive thanks to his marksmanship
>Marston spends the rest of his interactions with [character] telling them that he saved their life and they had better help him out

Currently replaying this game, and this really stands out.

>>28548809
People are means to an end for Mr. Marston

>>28548809
>>28548866
I believe it's called "friendship"

>>28548809
He just wants to go back with his family.

Western bump

More green pls?

Bop

bup

>>28536481
This screenshot makes it look like he wants to rape that horse.

>>28554095
Nothing wrong with that

>>28537260
Why would they waste money on that when they can still rake in the big bucks with GTA